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third-place-less
I’m sitting in a coffee shop trying to do some writing, but first I needed to get some words off my chest: this was fifth out-of-the house writing location I tried. It’s shortly after lunchtime on a Monday in October and the first four locations I tried—including three other cafes and the local public library—were…
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state of the blog, one: un-curated
When I relaunched this site back in April I suggested that I would try not to write too many navel gazing posts about the blog itself. I mean, to be fair, I like reading about how the sausage is made—as it were. I wish a lot more people who maintained personal websites and writing projects…
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meta (not) monday and other stuff
Starting with an aside, I’ll just note that it drove me nuts when the company that makes and runs that dystopian social network—you know the one—decided to call itself meta. Many wager that they stole the term from Neal Stephenson’s classic novel Snow Crash which itself was a fiction-shaped social commentary on the explosive expansion…
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half life
This is not a game. I did the math. I was exactly half the age I am today when I wrote my first blog post. Maybe that’s nothing. Maybe that’s everything. I’m not sure I’m equipped to tell you either way. Take my age today, divide by two and that many years, months, days ago…
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writing: enough
It’s all well and good to write about writing but at the end of the day you’ve really just got to sit down and do it. It’s mid-June and Father’s day is approaching. This is something of an anniversary for me because on the day after Father’s day, two years ago, I had a meeting…